Wishing just makes trouble
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BtVS Crossovers › Misc - Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
19
Views:
19,320
Reviews:
33
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The guys
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Chapter 2
Wishing just makes trouble
Title: The guys
Author: Merkat
Fandom:Doom
Pairing: Xander/Reaper
Summary: Xander goes to Willy’s bar after the wedding that wasn’t. He makes a new friend and says something he shouldn’t. Now Xander has to adapt to his new surroundings. Slash.
I don't own DOOM or buffy!! I'm poor so leave me alone!!!
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Xander looked at the men that were his team. Men that he had met four weeks ago when he was accepted into the RRTS. Sitting on his bed Xander let himself process the info that was his life now.
In this world he had been born Alexander Leo Harrington, he was born year 2028 on ‘January 1st' to Martha and Leo Harrington. Today was December 30th 2047, which meant this reality was ahead of his old one by fifty years! He was twenty and joined the Marines the moment he got out of highschool. He had been the top of the class and was chosen out of five hundred top soldiers, to have the honor of being apart of one of the top RRTS teams! Getting out of bed Xander pulled out his game boy and sat on the window sill so he could watch the rest of his team interacts.
After checking on him Duke went back to cussing at his own portable game player. He was now sitting on his bed across the hall cursing the game’s mother. By the tv Destroyer was telling the other new recruit the others called The Kid about the finer points of baseball. Mac was with them, he wasn’t much of a talker, but he was a nice guy. Goat and Portman were fighting about the rights and wrongs of the world by the door. Sarge wasn’t in the room, most likely on his computer finding them another mission. And Reaper . . . He was in his corner of the room cleaning his guns, checking and oiling them to perfection.
“Hey! Pretty boy get over here!” Said Portman as he looked pointedly at Xander. Activity stopped at Portman’s yell. Portman loves to cause problems for the newbies. Duke looked up and glared at Portman, he acted like an older brother to Xander. Xander raised a brow.
“What?”
“Just get over here!” He said with an over dramatic ‘come hither’ gesture.
Putting his game down Xander walked over to the door and stood in-front of the worked up soldier. “What do you want Portman?”
Portman smirked at Goat.
“Told ya!” Handing over a twenty Goat grumbled about unclean souls and sick filthy men. Raising a brow Xander looked at the two men in confusion. “What were you two talking about? And what did you want?”
Goat sighed. “Portman here said that he can be an authoritative figure when need of it came. I said he couldn’t command a recruit to walk across the room and show him respect a senior officer deserves. I guess the unclean wins today.”
Portman was wearing his ‘I’m the shit and you have to love me’ grin. Glaring at Portman Xander turned to go back to his bunk only to stop as a hand pinched his ass. Growling Xander grabbed the hand twisted it and flipped the man over his body. Xander was not surprised at all to find a dazed Portman laying on the ground arm outstretched and bruised. Goat stood over the dazed man for a moment then snatched the bet money from his front pocket. As he passed Goat patted Xander on the shoulder.
“Good job, Pup!”
Xander felt slightly embarrassed, after-all he knocked a fellow officer flat on his ass. All the others seamed quite amused, even Reaper was hiding a little smirk. Shifting from foot to foot for a second Xander made a beeline for his bed since Portman wasn’t getting off the floor. Duke was laughing like a fool his game forgotten, rolling his eyes Xander flipped him off. Sitting back on the sill Xander continued his game. A minute later Sarg walked in.
“Ok, ladies! We have a game, suit up! Portman why are you on the floor?”
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Chapter 2
Wishing just makes trouble
Title: The guys
Author: Merkat
Fandom:Doom
Pairing: Xander/Reaper
Summary: Xander goes to Willy’s bar after the wedding that wasn’t. He makes a new friend and says something he shouldn’t. Now Xander has to adapt to his new surroundings. Slash.
I don't own DOOM or buffy!! I'm poor so leave me alone!!!
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Xander looked at the men that were his team. Men that he had met four weeks ago when he was accepted into the RRTS. Sitting on his bed Xander let himself process the info that was his life now.
In this world he had been born Alexander Leo Harrington, he was born year 2028 on ‘January 1st' to Martha and Leo Harrington. Today was December 30th 2047, which meant this reality was ahead of his old one by fifty years! He was twenty and joined the Marines the moment he got out of highschool. He had been the top of the class and was chosen out of five hundred top soldiers, to have the honor of being apart of one of the top RRTS teams! Getting out of bed Xander pulled out his game boy and sat on the window sill so he could watch the rest of his team interacts.
After checking on him Duke went back to cussing at his own portable game player. He was now sitting on his bed across the hall cursing the game’s mother. By the tv Destroyer was telling the other new recruit the others called The Kid about the finer points of baseball. Mac was with them, he wasn’t much of a talker, but he was a nice guy. Goat and Portman were fighting about the rights and wrongs of the world by the door. Sarge wasn’t in the room, most likely on his computer finding them another mission. And Reaper . . . He was in his corner of the room cleaning his guns, checking and oiling them to perfection.
“Hey! Pretty boy get over here!” Said Portman as he looked pointedly at Xander. Activity stopped at Portman’s yell. Portman loves to cause problems for the newbies. Duke looked up and glared at Portman, he acted like an older brother to Xander. Xander raised a brow.
“What?”
“Just get over here!” He said with an over dramatic ‘come hither’ gesture.
Putting his game down Xander walked over to the door and stood in-front of the worked up soldier. “What do you want Portman?”
Portman smirked at Goat.
“Told ya!” Handing over a twenty Goat grumbled about unclean souls and sick filthy men. Raising a brow Xander looked at the two men in confusion. “What were you two talking about? And what did you want?”
Goat sighed. “Portman here said that he can be an authoritative figure when need of it came. I said he couldn’t command a recruit to walk across the room and show him respect a senior officer deserves. I guess the unclean wins today.”
Portman was wearing his ‘I’m the shit and you have to love me’ grin. Glaring at Portman Xander turned to go back to his bunk only to stop as a hand pinched his ass. Growling Xander grabbed the hand twisted it and flipped the man over his body. Xander was not surprised at all to find a dazed Portman laying on the ground arm outstretched and bruised. Goat stood over the dazed man for a moment then snatched the bet money from his front pocket. As he passed Goat patted Xander on the shoulder.
“Good job, Pup!”
Xander felt slightly embarrassed, after-all he knocked a fellow officer flat on his ass. All the others seamed quite amused, even Reaper was hiding a little smirk. Shifting from foot to foot for a second Xander made a beeline for his bed since Portman wasn’t getting off the floor. Duke was laughing like a fool his game forgotten, rolling his eyes Xander flipped him off. Sitting back on the sill Xander continued his game. A minute later Sarg walked in.
“Ok, ladies! We have a game, suit up! Portman why are you on the floor?”
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